---Unknown POV--- It’s been months and I finally learned where they hid her. She was tucked away at the castle. I was pissed for that meant I couldn’t see her or get close but I had a friend in the castle and they could check on her for me. “Hello Des, what’s up?” came Melody Riera’s voice. She wasn’t high on the rooster as a laundry maid, but she knew everything that was happening in the castle. Being in the laundry room, she could hear all types of gossip and ask about personal items given she needed to be aware of who owned what and where to send it or how to treat it. “Melody, I need you to look into a young lady that just arrived in the castle.” I say, I pause to think how to describe her without telling Riera who she is. I figured they are keeping quiet for the moment as she is still young and unaware of our world. “She’s a young girl with light brown or dark blonde hair. She’s quiet.” “Are you talking about that girl t
---Merida’s POV--- So, getting hurt was kind of a blessing as I no longer had to assist Lucinda, but I did miss our talks, or really her stories. But now I get to hang out with Jenn and Sarah and watch them in their training classes. Though it is boring at times, Nadia helps get me on track by telling me how I can do those moves. In fact, I’m really surprised how much nicer Nadia has been lately. Even her voice is more soothing and comforting to me. I really am enjoying it, but I also miss her harsh words and shrill tone. Even her loudness is absent and that troubles me. It’s like she sees me as glass or better yet that she’s hiding something from me. But for the life of me I can’t think of what she is hiding. “Meri, are you listening?” Sarah asks me as she drops on the bench next to me. Jenn is across the room putting the stuff away. So training is over, but I was zoning out, so I didn’t notice anything. Another
Groaning as I collapsed on the ground, I just wished today could be over already. *Why did I agree to this again?* I ask Nadia as I stare at the ceiling of the studio. I knew I didn’t have long before that mad woman, Cecilia, came for me. She just didn’t let up, didn’t even matter that I was still recovering from my injuries or that I was a novice. She came at me hard and demanded that I didn’t quit, or she will strike Maniac. Which she has a few times when I really did try to call it quits. Maniac didn’t really like that and reacted horribly. He almost tore her arm off when he locked on her lower arm. She didn’t flinch or yell, just looked at me and waited for my response. I told Maniac to stand down and not to react to her. So, I really can’t stop, as if I don’t move, she’s going to attack Maniac and given he is actually listening to me, he could get hurt as he won’t block or move. Groaning once more, I sat up and looked right at her. She’s just s
---(;P)~ ~(Nixie’s memories)~ ~(d:)--- It has been three weeks since after leaving the hell hole that was our old life at that village, and we still haven’t reached our destination. I’m worried for my sister Anneliesa as she didn’t sign up for this and plus, I haven’t been able to really talk with her. As they are keeping us apart. For some reason we couldn’t ride in the same carriage and plus that strange guy King Davien who just asks me weird questions about my childhood. Though I really don’t mind answering as my Angel, Crisal is also riding with us, and he is a lot of fun to talk with. Except he keeps the king in the conversation. So, I’m just playing along for we have to be close or at least halfway there, to this unknown destination. For I am so over this ride down memory lane. I did know that getting in the carriage meant I was at King Davien’s mercy, but he has of yet tell me what he wants of me in return for taking me from my un
---Merida’s POV--- “You’re my aunt?” I ask breathlessly as I stare at her. “Yes, my Little Sea.” My dad says drawing my attention. And thus, showing me I’m not at the studio anymore. As I notice the fabric ceiling of my bed. I didn’t have a four-poster bed, but my bed had a canopy, so it looked more like a fairy princess bed. I really loved the pastel fabric with birds stitched onto it. Then, feeling something snuggling into my side, I reached across my body to find Ladybug squashed between Manic and I. Manic was just lying there, not moving but from his ears twitching I knew he was listening. Ladybug though looked worried and wanted to check on me. She started squirming as she tried to crawl on to me. Ceclia, or my aunt helped me pull Ladybug into my lap and then laughed as the small puppy pug whined as she tried to reach my face. Manic being over Ladybug’s whines, shifted so his head was closer to me and Ladybug took that a
---Miguel’s POV--- I had always wondered what it felt like to be compelled but now I never what to feel that again. It was crazy how I didn’t have any control or will to stop. My only thought was to do ask Meri said, even if it meant my very soul. It wasn’t warm or cold, I didn’t feel anything, just an overwhelming desire. Desire to do as she said. The king had to order me to go to bed after it got late. I was no longer compelled but I still didn’t want to leave Meri’s side. She hasn’t had the best of luck lately and I really didn’t want her to feel bad about what happened. Though this morning I was really happy to see her smiling and hugging everyone. She apologized for what happened, but no one held her responsible. They all just were like me, happy to see her up and chatting. I knew when I returned and saw Ceclia, who she was but for some reason Meri wasn’t privy to it. I later learned that the other girls in our class were
---Merida’s POV--- I wish I knew what Mi has been thinking. Ever since this morning’s meeting with Lucinda and the staff about our celebration, he has been happy. Happy enough that he had a hop in his step as we entered yet another store. He was determined to find me the perfect dress. I’m so tired and don’t want to try on another 100 dresses. *Girl don’t say that. It hasn’t be…* Na doesn’t finish as I groan, for standing before us Mi with at least 10 dresses. *Na we just walked in! Don’t even try to lie, we both know we have been trying on dress after dress. But he is never happy with them, though just about every third dress is purchased. I tried to ask my dad for help, but he looked so happy and even added outfits. Luckily no dresses but it didn’t help. We already sent the backup car loaded with clothes back to the castle and now it looks like another trip is in its future. “Mi can we just cap at only 20 dresses at this store. Please!
At first, I didn’t want to remember this dream but after working with Mr. Bell on my memories and learning of myself, or more precisely of the past me. I realized this wasn’t just a dream but maybe a past self. Now looking at this painting I can see the truth. The woman holding me tight in her arms, even though she was dead was my mother. Her eyes are dark green, so full of life unlike in my memory. Plus, her hair. It’s wild with curls and pulled on top of her head, where a crown seats. She looks so beautiful and astounding, sitting next to my dad. Her freckles are even pretty, unlike mine. “Now Little Sea, I’ll have to ask you to never touch this in front of anyone. Unless you trust them with more than your life.” My dad explained, before he reached up and touched the side beside him. That’s when it changed. “For you will be exposing more than yourself!” Instead of just my mom and dad on the throne, now there were two little kids. A boy
---Merida’s POV--- “Please Lucy I just want to hear.” I begged as Lucy tried to leave my room for the tenth time since I asked her. “Meri I really didn’t want to tell you, as you’re going to be worried.” She says. I am scared she’s going to run before I get her to talk so I grip her shirt with both hands and yank her to my bed. “Lucy, you promised to spend your last night with me, and I just want to know what really happened after you left the courthouse that day.” After looking at me for a moment, she finally collapses on my bed. “I don’t know why you want to know now. It’s been months since then and everythi
---Zander’s POV--- Rubbing my eyes, I look around but it’s dark, though I know my sister isn’t here. Hearing raised voices, I figured dad was back, except mom sounded scared and was pleading, why would she be pleading when dad is here. Plus, I can’t hear my sister. Sister wouldn’t just stand by and listen, she would be comforting mom or yelling at whoever was stressing her. Getting up I crawl across the floor and look down into the house. I see mom struggling with someone I’ve never seen before but as he moves to the door that’s when I notice sister. He has sister in his arms and he’s trying to leave with her, but it’s sister’s reaction that scares me. For there is no reaction (she’s not hitting him, smiling, crying or even scowling) she’s just holding onto his shirt with a blank look and empty ey
---Merida’s POV--- It had been another long day. More trying to remember my past lives and how to control the flow and influence on this life, not that it always worked. Let alone did I have a reminisce every day or today at that. Not that my teacher believed me. He believed I was blocking myself from remembering. Then again, I really missed Mr. Bell, but he couldn’t be my teacher, and I wanted to be treated like any other person. So yeah, I had been enrolled into the local Crysthalian School. *Girl it’s not you, he thinks someone is holding us back.* Nadia finally speaks up after several days of just standing by and watching. *Who does he blame?* I asked as I settled in bed and hope sleep will come
---Zander’s POV--- It’s been a year since I left the coven and found my new home. This restaurant and these people. I really shouldn’t get comfortable but looking around the table at everyone, I just want to live in the moment. This right here is what I want. And I’m hoping to never go back to that hellhole. “Hey Zan, you ok?” Ma asks me as she passes the green beans to me. “Yeah, I’m perfect Ma, just realizing it’s been a year since you took me in and gave me a home.” I said as I took the green beans from her and placed them aside. Then turning back, I hugged her. “Thank you!” “Oh Zan, your welcome.’ Ma choked out. I knew she
---Merida’s POV--- I was so surprised when the first ‘CRACK’ and boom lit up the sky. I’ve never seen fireworks, as I was always left home or busy doing something. My former parents always had their reasons, and I think it was to keep me out of view. But here on an island, with a castle in the distance and a beach under my feet, I wasn’t hiding. I was hiding who I was but not physically. Everyone here knew my name and welcomed me with smiles or hugs. Smiling as I watched the fireworks, I was surprised once more when my dad appeared next to me. “So, is it everything you imagined?” I could see the ‘Little Sea’ part in his eyes, as he smiled down at me. Looking around I was surprised to see the staff had gathered around us and was blocking us from the nobles that were standi
---Sarah’s POV--- The night dragged on as I waited for my chance to run but I didn’t know what had been planned. The king making his appearance almost a half an hour after the ball started or that he ended up picking me as his princess for the night. A total shock and it also meant I had to dance with a few councilors or their sons. My mom kept appearing in my line of sight and telling me to smile. I would have punched that last son in the face, if Ericson hadn’t approached and stole me away. “Are you better now Sarah?” Ericson whispered in my ear. I tried really hard not to let the shiver run down my spine. But I just couldn’t help but fall for him. Nodding my head as I just knew my voice would cra
---Merida’s POV--- It was disheartening to hear that Crispin wouldn’t be at the party, but I did understand. Though where I got the ideal of my wanting a dance with him or asking for a raincheck. It was embarrassing especially since Lu and Mi not only heard but saw his reaction. I was so happy that Sarah reacted and pulled him away. “OK tomato lets go, or are you hopping for Crispin to come back and swipe you off your feet?” Mi asked as he adjusted the sleeves of his shirt. Punching him in the arm, as I walked past, I picked up my shawl and wrapped it around me. “Shut up Mi.” “Meri you can’t blame Mi, your still red in the che
---Sarah’s POV--- Today was the ball and I was really upset. Because of my family’s standing I had to attend the ball, but my mom promised I could leave after the first dance. What my mom didn’t know was, I was going to skip out during the first dance. No one would notice me or even care, though that meant I would miss the first hour or so of the beach party. Meri did a really good job on the party and put a lot of work to make this year great. The staff were really excited, and I didn’t blame them, as I was excited too. I even had my other outfit hidden downstairs by Lucinda. Though she also was hiding spare clothes for Jenn, Jayla, Cora, and my brother. Except I don’t think my brother is going to be able to leave.&
The following days sucked but I was busy, so I really didn’t have time to think or dwell on anything. I was helping with making decorations and assisting Lucinda in the fine details of the beach party. Then again there was a lot to sort out after the incident with the noble girls. From the clothes that went missing, to the destroyed items, a lot had to be replaced or fixed. Then again, my dad has been even busier, as all the councilors had many questions. Plus, he had to explain why he brought outsiders, mainly me, into the castle. Mr. Bell was around for a few days and even took time to talk with me. ~(*o*)~ ~(couple days ago)~ ~(*o*)~ Walking around the fourth floor of the library, I really took i